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TiF getting up on age now realizes she might want children someday. Mourns this idea as she had a hysterectomy 7 years ago.
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Anyway i'm like 99% certain this is her (instagram)


Another Dutch person.
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(Not rlly a vent as it's mostly positive, but idk what other flair to use)
I'm 11 yrs on T and 6 yrs post op. Or maybe it's 7. I kinda lost count by now.
So often it feels as if I've always been like this. The memories of the dysphoria, shark week, horrors of puberty... almost feel like a different life.
If I wouldnt have transitioned, big chances I might be dead now.
Besides finally feeling like my body is my own, over time transitioning also brought forward a change I didn't expect, which is that eventually I discovered I'm actually non binary, and much more gender nonconforming than I thought.
I used to feel like I had to constantly fight the feminine parts of me and how people viewed me. I constantly had to prove I was NOT THAT.
When I just started my transition, just getting the right or wrong (read male or female marketed) deoderant would make or break my day. It's wild. I cannot even imagine that kind of insecurity anymore right now.
When I started my transition, I couldn't even BEGIN to think of having kids.
I was 18, but the thought of having kids or even having sex or touching myself repulsed me. My uterus was an object of worry and annoyance and I didn't feel any particular hate towards it, besides for it spitting its guts out every month, but it also served no purpose to me besides causing anxiety for possible health risks. So obviously it had to go.
When I got on T, all that changed. But not overnight, and I also never expected it to be so drastic.
Imean, I relatively quickly developed a libido, and within a year on T I also figured out I do like front hole sex (I'm not bothered by anatomical/biological terms, but in case someone else is), sure.
But it took years and years to discover I'm actually non binary and like a lot of feminine stuff too.
My mom used to say "BUT YOU LIKED DRESSES AS A KID" as a counter argument as to why I wouldnt be trans. I said "yeah but that's BEFORE I discovered they were a girls thing."
Turns out both of us were right, except it didn't make me less trans. Being trans/goin in medical transition made me realize I STILL like dresses. And make up. And nailpolish. And high heels. And tights.
Not even in a "crossdressing" kind of way, but in a "I feel cute and cool and sexy and free" kind of way.
I dont regret my transition for ONE bit. Like, it literally saved my life and improved it in so many ways.
But I do low key feel sad and even somewhat mournful about having yeeted my uterus now.
It is not something I could even have predicted, as this is a development that took a long time and I never expected to happen. But as I am more comfortable with myself now, I find myself actually wishing I COULD have my own children one day, and realizing I would actually also love to be able to carry them myself. The absolute genderfuck of being a pregnant guy, but also the beauty of creating life within you is something I can only see now.
I'm still incredibly glad I did everything I did, and the ability to have children is a small sacrifice for how much I gained, but still... it just struck me lately, and it kinda hit me by surprise, as I thought at the time that was something I was adamantly certain about. Idk where I'm going with this, but I guess I just kinda wanted to share my feelings/story somewhere.
It's fucking wild what actually feeling at home in your own body does to your mind... (and Im still working on reconnecting to myself, as I basically detached myself from my body all my life, and am only now noticing it. It's hard to unlearn, but I slowly feel like I am learning to feel myself again, and not feel grossed out, ashamed or detached from my physical form)
peace.
I'm 11 yrs on T and 6 yrs post op. Or maybe it's 7. I kinda lost count by now.
So often it feels as if I've always been like this. The memories of the dysphoria, shark week, horrors of puberty... almost feel like a different life.
If I wouldnt have transitioned, big chances I might be dead now.
Besides finally feeling like my body is my own, over time transitioning also brought forward a change I didn't expect, which is that eventually I discovered I'm actually non binary, and much more gender nonconforming than I thought.
I used to feel like I had to constantly fight the feminine parts of me and how people viewed me. I constantly had to prove I was NOT THAT.
When I just started my transition, just getting the right or wrong (read male or female marketed) deoderant would make or break my day. It's wild. I cannot even imagine that kind of insecurity anymore right now.
When I started my transition, I couldn't even BEGIN to think of having kids.
I was 18, but the thought of having kids or even having sex or touching myself repulsed me. My uterus was an object of worry and annoyance and I didn't feel any particular hate towards it, besides for it spitting its guts out every month, but it also served no purpose to me besides causing anxiety for possible health risks. So obviously it had to go.
When I got on T, all that changed. But not overnight, and I also never expected it to be so drastic.
Imean, I relatively quickly developed a libido, and within a year on T I also figured out I do like front hole sex (I'm not bothered by anatomical/biological terms, but in case someone else is), sure.
But it took years and years to discover I'm actually non binary and like a lot of feminine stuff too.
My mom used to say "BUT YOU LIKED DRESSES AS A KID" as a counter argument as to why I wouldnt be trans. I said "yeah but that's BEFORE I discovered they were a girls thing."
Turns out both of us were right, except it didn't make me less trans. Being trans/goin in medical transition made me realize I STILL like dresses. And make up. And nailpolish. And high heels. And tights.
Not even in a "crossdressing" kind of way, but in a "I feel cute and cool and sexy and free" kind of way.
I dont regret my transition for ONE bit. Like, it literally saved my life and improved it in so many ways.
But I do low key feel sad and even somewhat mournful about having yeeted my uterus now.
It is not something I could even have predicted, as this is a development that took a long time and I never expected to happen. But as I am more comfortable with myself now, I find myself actually wishing I COULD have my own children one day, and realizing I would actually also love to be able to carry them myself. The absolute genderfuck of being a pregnant guy, but also the beauty of creating life within you is something I can only see now.
I'm still incredibly glad I did everything I did, and the ability to have children is a small sacrifice for how much I gained, but still... it just struck me lately, and it kinda hit me by surprise, as I thought at the time that was something I was adamantly certain about. Idk where I'm going with this, but I guess I just kinda wanted to share my feelings/story somewhere.
It's fucking wild what actually feeling at home in your own body does to your mind... (and Im still working on reconnecting to myself, as I basically detached myself from my body all my life, and am only now noticing it. It's hard to unlearn, but I slowly feel like I am learning to feel myself again, and not feel grossed out, ashamed or detached from my physical form)

I was 18, but the thought of having kids or even having sex or touching myself repulsed me.
Then to thisWhen I just started my transition, just getting the right or wrong (read male or female marketed) deoderant would make or break my day.
I relatively quickly developed a libido, and within a year on T I also figured out I do like front hole sex
Being trans/goin in medical transition made me realize I STILL like dresses. And make up. And nailpolish. And high heels. And tights.
This is why we shouldn't let teens make permanent decisions.But as I am more comfortable with myself now, I find myself actually wishing I COULD have my own children one day, and realizing I would actually also love to be able to carry them myself.
Anyway i'm like 99% certain this is her (instagram)


Another Dutch person.
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